AriaHe was gone before I woke up but then I expected that. It wasn’t like we could cuddle and wake up together. What we were doing could get us both killed. Well maybe not me unless they wanted to go to war with my family but him.They would definitely kill him. Probably torture him as well. And as much as I hated to admit it. I didn’t want that to happen. He might be an asshole but he was nice to me.Laying back in bed, I let my hands drift down to my thighs. The sticky mess we had made together had dried on them. But instead of being grossed out I found myself smiling. Yeah he was nice to me… very very nice and having some one like him here made the stay , could I call it a stay or was it an imprisonment, more palatable.Enjoyable even.There was just something about him, an attraction between us that had started the second we had met. I might dislike him for the most past but I didn’t hate what he did to me.As sick as that sounded, I couldn’t deny it. But it kind of tracked, I w
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